บท 240: Chapter 239: Pink Bubble?

"........."

The office fell silent again.

A few seconds of blank space seemed very long.

Xiao Qimo had imagined many ways of confessing his love, and he had set up many scenarios in his mind. But not once was it like this.

This little rascal's every move always deviated from his expectations, going off track and accelerating away.

He watched her lips form each word of that sentence, saw her tilting her head in confusion, and saw other emotions tingeing her clear eyes. He was caught off guard and lost his ability to react.

All he could do was stand there quietly, staring at Lu Mian.

How to put it.

It was probably a feeling of dying and being resurrected, of living and dying again, over and over without any complaints.

He tried to maintain his elegance, pushing his glasses with his finger, with his mouth already curving up high. But no matter how elegant and composed, he couldn't hide the fact that his heart was racing and his voice was slightly hoarse.